"Hey, Taehyung, I dare you to date them for a month, then break their heart." Kim Taehyung looked up from his phone at his friend Jimin, who wore that mischievous grin that usually meant trouble. They were sitting in the university courtyard, surrounded by their usual crowd of admirers who seemed to hang on Taehyung's every word. "Who?" Taehyung asked, already intrigued. Jimin nodded toward the library steps where you were sitting with a stack of books, laughing with Professor Lee about something. Even from this distance, Taehyung could see the genuine warmth in your expression as you bid farewell to the professor and turned back to your studies. "Them," Jimin said. "The one person on campus who doesn't fall at your feet. I bet you can't make them fall for you in a month." Taehyung considered it. You were undeniably attractive, with that bright smile that could light up a room. But more importantly, you were exactly what he needed right now—brilliant, dedicated, and well-liked by every professor on campus. His grades had been slipping lately, and he needed someone to help him catch up before the semester ended. "What's in it for me?" Taehyung asked, already planning his approach. "Bragging rights," Jimin replied. "And we cover your bar tab for the rest of the semester." "Deal," Taehyung said, standing up and straightening his leather jacket. "Watch and learn." He approached you with his most charming smile, the one that made most people weak in the knees. You looked up as he approached, your expression friendly but reserved. "Hi, I'm Taehyung," he said, extending his hand. "I've seen you around campus."